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Me again.
Where to begin?! That makes it sound like much has happened, when in fact very little has. I was seriously debating the merits of staying for school and going home for good over the past few days. I think me getting down on myself was the obstacle in that. Realistically, going home destroys a lot of hard work. Too many things I enjoy here. Love my dojo, love my friends, love the city and the endless places I can seemingly go to. I don't know whether I'll end up here for good, but at least for the next two years I'm going to enjoy my time here. And then I'll have a degree in Radio Broadcasting and Professional Writing, and hopefully some intern time at a radio station. So I can at least market myself a little better to the radio stations around the US should I choose to return. And if I can work out the many many many kinks in come to Canada, maybe I can stay. But I'll cross that bridge when I get there.
Not to say I won't have plenty to complain about in the meantime. I think a writing class will seriously challenge me to no end. I don't believe I'm a very good writer. I'm a very nervous writer. I'm afraid to write anything that may express my thoughts in any way! Social anxiety you know. I got over talking because I began to believe I have a nice voice :-) Maybe if I start to think I'm a decent writer....well, I guess we'll see.
Did Judo Tuesday. It was fun. I broke out my GIANT-O ARMBAR!!! I rolled with this gigantic, gigantic man. Almost my height and probably in the +300 range for weight. Now, size is a pretty big advantage on the ground. But more so than that is STAMINA. So I basically let him tire out in my guard until I could sneak the ol' legs over, when he saw that coming he started to shift and I turned him over so I was on top, passed his guard, went for ude garami, when he blocked with his other arm I caught it, swung around into juji gatame. He managed to sit up out of it, but I held onto it and got the tap. Kinetic chess, they calls it! Ya gotta be one step ahead!
Anyway, I liked that particular session because it was the first time I was faced with a size disadvantage and I think I did admirably.
I managed to even hit some throws during randori today. Including a, dare I say, very good Tani Otoshi or 'Valley Drop'. Some throws have great names, thusly, they are the first I shall master. I also got the french guy! I GOT HIM! I set him up by pulling him off balance and tripping his leg to make him think I was going to go for that. After the third time I knew he would be back on his heels to avoid it, so as soon as I did it, I moved my leg back and behind his other leg for Osoto Gari and after a bit of one foot hopping I spiked him! I was rather proud. He, as usual, said he let me do it.
Sorry, there I go with the judo anecdotes. I get excited though, what can I say.
I believe after class Thursday we are going out drinking to celebrate some new black belts. While I'm not a drinker I'd rather not be un-sociable, so perhaps I can go under the radar and have my coke without much confrontation or conversation on the matter. I don't know why but having a coke when everyone else has beer seems to bring out a very strong "C'MON!" vibe from every drinker. Then again, I was in college, hopefully with older folk it'll be fine :-)
I did voiceprint today and it was an enjoyable experience as usual. I have a chronic cough and I truly do not know what from. But many times when I try to talk I just cough. I hope it's something that's going to heal. That could be troublesome in my line of work. Or my hopeful line of work.
I finished up acting class on Monday. I nearly forgot to mention that. But I did. No 3rd level for me. I'm off to voice classes which are more my speed. Acting is really difficult. More than you'd think! If nothing else I certainly think of ac-tors in a bit higher regard.
Our last 'scene' was a comedy piece about SEX! Well I guess technically it was about love in the end, but that was the joke. It was a guy with a hooker though. AWKWARD. Suffice to say the innuendo was ever-present! In the end I didn't end up going. Not by my choice, but actually my fellow scene-mate. She really didn't want to go. I wasn't going to put up a fight. So yes, my last acting class went out with a whimper!
I got the e-mail address of one of my classmates. An older lady (well, older than me). She's a university teacher...part time I guess. She's taking a year off and taking a bunch of classes in various fields...acting, speaking, art, etc. I guess she's become disenchanted with teaching and is looking to start a home business selling art. I imagine that would be very difficult to do, but I sure hope she does well. She's a very nice person. She was wearing a Stargate shirt Monday, and I find that admirable.
Anyway, I should writer her. I will soon. I'm just bad about corresponding with people. I don't see why this should be any different!
Well, I'm gonna get some awake. Because I'm not tired. Hope all is well with you folks!
Where to begin?! That makes it sound like much has happened, when in fact very little has. I was seriously debating the merits of staying for school and going home for good over the past few days. I think me getting down on myself was the obstacle in that. Realistically, going home destroys a lot of hard work. Too many things I enjoy here. Love my dojo, love my friends, love the city and the endless places I can seemingly go to. I don't know whether I'll end up here for good, but at least for the next two years I'm going to enjoy my time here. And then I'll have a degree in Radio Broadcasting and Professional Writing, and hopefully some intern time at a radio station. So I can at least market myself a little better to the radio stations around the US should I choose to return. And if I can work out the many many many kinks in come to Canada, maybe I can stay. But I'll cross that bridge when I get there.
Not to say I won't have plenty to complain about in the meantime. I think a writing class will seriously challenge me to no end. I don't believe I'm a very good writer. I'm a very nervous writer. I'm afraid to write anything that may express my thoughts in any way! Social anxiety you know. I got over talking because I began to believe I have a nice voice :-) Maybe if I start to think I'm a decent writer....well, I guess we'll see.
Did Judo Tuesday. It was fun. I broke out my GIANT-O ARMBAR!!! I rolled with this gigantic, gigantic man. Almost my height and probably in the +300 range for weight. Now, size is a pretty big advantage on the ground. But more so than that is STAMINA. So I basically let him tire out in my guard until I could sneak the ol' legs over, when he saw that coming he started to shift and I turned him over so I was on top, passed his guard, went for ude garami, when he blocked with his other arm I caught it, swung around into juji gatame. He managed to sit up out of it, but I held onto it and got the tap. Kinetic chess, they calls it! Ya gotta be one step ahead!
Anyway, I liked that particular session because it was the first time I was faced with a size disadvantage and I think I did admirably.
I managed to even hit some throws during randori today. Including a, dare I say, very good Tani Otoshi or 'Valley Drop'. Some throws have great names, thusly, they are the first I shall master. I also got the french guy! I GOT HIM! I set him up by pulling him off balance and tripping his leg to make him think I was going to go for that. After the third time I knew he would be back on his heels to avoid it, so as soon as I did it, I moved my leg back and behind his other leg for Osoto Gari and after a bit of one foot hopping I spiked him! I was rather proud. He, as usual, said he let me do it.
Sorry, there I go with the judo anecdotes. I get excited though, what can I say.
I believe after class Thursday we are going out drinking to celebrate some new black belts. While I'm not a drinker I'd rather not be un-sociable, so perhaps I can go under the radar and have my coke without much confrontation or conversation on the matter. I don't know why but having a coke when everyone else has beer seems to bring out a very strong "C'MON!" vibe from every drinker. Then again, I was in college, hopefully with older folk it'll be fine :-)
I did voiceprint today and it was an enjoyable experience as usual. I have a chronic cough and I truly do not know what from. But many times when I try to talk I just cough. I hope it's something that's going to heal. That could be troublesome in my line of work. Or my hopeful line of work.
I finished up acting class on Monday. I nearly forgot to mention that. But I did. No 3rd level for me. I'm off to voice classes which are more my speed. Acting is really difficult. More than you'd think! If nothing else I certainly think of ac-tors in a bit higher regard.
Our last 'scene' was a comedy piece about SEX! Well I guess technically it was about love in the end, but that was the joke. It was a guy with a hooker though. AWKWARD. Suffice to say the innuendo was ever-present! In the end I didn't end up going. Not by my choice, but actually my fellow scene-mate. She really didn't want to go. I wasn't going to put up a fight. So yes, my last acting class went out with a whimper!
I got the e-mail address of one of my classmates. An older lady (well, older than me). She's a university teacher...part time I guess. She's taking a year off and taking a bunch of classes in various fields...acting, speaking, art, etc. I guess she's become disenchanted with teaching and is looking to start a home business selling art. I imagine that would be very difficult to do, but I sure hope she does well. She's a very nice person. She was wearing a Stargate shirt Monday, and I find that admirable.
Anyway, I should writer her. I will soon. I'm just bad about corresponding with people. I don't see why this should be any different!
Well, I'm gonna get some awake. Because I'm not tired. Hope all is well with you folks!